239

CHAPTER XV.--THE RETURN.--Arrival at the Plantation.--Disappearance
of Juley and her child.--The Old Preacher's Story.--Scene Between
the Master and the Slave. 253

CHAPTER XVI.--"ONE MORE UNFORTUNATE."--Attempted Whipping of
Jim.--Appearance of the "Corn-Cracker."--"Drowned.--Drowned." 260

CHAPTER XVII.--THE SMALL PLANTER.--His House.--His
Wife.--His Negroes.--A Juvenile Darky.--Lazarus in "Ab'ram's
Buzzum."--White and Black Labor Compared.--The Mysteries
of "Rosum" manufacture. 277

CHAPTER XVIII.--THE BURIAL OF JULE.--"He Tempers the Wind to the
Shorn Lamb."--The Funeral. 295

CHAPTER XIX.--HOMEWARD BOUND.--Colonel A---- Again.--Parting with
Scipio.--Why this Book was Written. 298

CHAPTER XX.--CONCLUSION.--The Author's Explanations.--Last
News from Moye and Scipio.--Affecting Letter from
Andy Jones.--The End. 303

CHAPTER I.

ON THE ROAD.

Some winters ago I passed several weeks at Tallahassee, Florida, and
while there made the acquaintance of Colonel J----, a South Carolina
planter. Accident, some little time later, threw us together again at
Charleston, when I was gratified to learn that he would be my _compagnon
du voyage_ as far north as New York.

He was accompanied by his body-servant, "Jim," a fine specimen of the
genus darky, about thirty years of age, and born and reared in his
master's family. As far as possible we made the journey by day, stopping
at some convenient resting-place by night; on which occasions the
Colonel, Jim, and myself would occupy the same or adjoining apartments,
"we white folks" sleeping on four posts, while the more democratic negro
spread his blanket on the floor. Thrown together thus intimately, it
was but natural that we should learn much of each other.

The "Colonel" was a highly cultivated and intelligent gentleman, and
during this journey a friendship sprung up between us--afterward kept
alive by a regular correspondence--which led him, with his wife and
daughter, and the man Jim, to my house on his next visit at the North,
one year later. I then promised--if I should ever again travel in South
Carolina--to visit him on his plantation in the extreme north-eastern
part of the state.

In December last, about the time of the passag